//TW//
Blood, Mentions of cutting, mentions of execution, suicide bating, cursing/swearing
George's POV
It's been nearly three months since we left and stayed at this village. We built our home at the center of the village, a small two story house, just like the one I had back at the smp after Tommy burned down my cottage several years ago. But that's now in the past-and because I got some payback...
Anyways-We had built more homes for the villagers and soon enough this place was expanding rapidly until it was at least three to four times bigger than an average village. More iron golems as well for protection with all the villagers pilling in quicker than ever.
I've been staying at our home most of the time, cleaning and cooking or just sleeping for days non stop. Whatever kept me entertained from the danger and horrible thoughts I've been having.
Sarah was now eight, she turned eight at least three weeks after we arrived. Now she thinks she's a 'grown girl' and wants to go running off by herself now.
I can't help but laugh at her attitude, it was stupid of me to agree with her going by herself now. But she seems happy to do so, and she's making quite a lot of friends (villagers and animals). She's happy, but not as happy as she was before...
Then we have Dream. He's been acting strange lately, he's eating less and less and sometimes he's arriving late with his clothes and skin all covered in bruises or dirty. I didn't think much at first but now it's getting concerning.
Dream would also space out or talk to himself-No he's talking to Nightmare or Lucid again. Those two don't ever know when to stop messing with Dream, especially Nightmare, he's a pain in the ass. And he's probably the reason for Dream's sudden attitude and absences.
I've actually tried talking to Dream about it but he'd keep on changing the subject, and just shrug it off like it wasn't a big deal. And it was a BIG deal, because if this keeps on continuing something way worse can happen. More than just small bruises and dirty, much Much more worse and I can't let that happen to him...Not after all I did to keep him alive for this long.
No one's POV
"So you're cutting yourself now?" Nightmare laughed, looking over at the blonde male with a giant grin on his face. "You know, you're starting to act like when you were about to be executed in front of everyone you loved and cared for! How stupid is it that after all this, you're still the same person from months ago?"
Dream glared at him angrily, clenching his fist into a ball as his nails stabbed his skin. It would probably leave blood afterwards.
"I'm not the same person I was before...and I stopped cutting myself a while ago-"
"Pfft please-You said that a week ago before you started again two days ago! Your never going to change" Nightmare said.
Lucid let out a long sigh, he watched as the two began to shout at each other again. Loud shouts being thrown out of one another's throats as the two looked like they were about to start attacking at any moment. Lucid just stayed out of it, watching from above as the two did whatever they were doing.
He remembered when he (somehow) convinced Nightmare to not bother Dream for a good few weeks and until a month ago did they finally start talking to Dream. And he knew that his husband, George, was getting suspicious of what they were doing to him or they Dream always came back all bruised up. Though he couldn't care less about that, what mattered to him was Dream not dying.
After Nightmare found a way to transfer into another body after the one their in dies, he's being suicide bating Dream non-stop and bringing up topics that would piss of Dream because of how dark and how much he hated them. And it would work-Only a few times if it wasn't for him always stopping Dream in the nick of time.
It was getting trying for the boy and he does know if he could keep this up. He just knows that one day, one day he won't be there to stop him again. And things will get real bad if it does, especially when there are the ones to blame-Not just Nightmare.
"You bitch!" Lucid snapped out of his thoughts and saw Dream lunge himself towards Nightmare, a blade in his hand as he swung it at his head.
"Don't you dare talk about them like that! I should have killed you when I first saw you!!"
"You can't kill me, remember?! I can never die!" Nightmare laughed.
"Bring it of you fucking pussy!"
Lucid sighed.
"Come on guys, let's just-" Lucid was hit in the face harshly, his own hands pushed away from grabbing Dream as he tumbled backwards. Coughing aggressively to see blood quickly dripping out of his nose.
"What the hell man?" He coughed out.
Dream snapped his neck over at Lucid,
"You" He said. "You stay out of this"
Lucid scoffed in annoyance,
'Don't think a single lunch will keep me out of this mess' He ran back to Dream as he tried grabbing the blade out of his hand. But Dream didn't let him take it that easily, he began pressing it harder against Nightmares cheek.
Blood soon made its way down his face as he screamed in pain.
"Get off me you prick!" Nightmare screamed at him, he grabbed whatever he could find, solid and hard-like a rock, and began using it to hit Dream in the back of the head.
Lucid took the opportunity to grab the blade out of Dream's hand and started dragging him away from Nightmare.
"Let me go Lucid! Do you want what he's having as well!?" Dream shouted out, punching Lucid in the face again.
Nightmare was breathing loudly, already exhausted after just hitting Dream a few times. But still ready to attack if it came to that, the bloody rock in his hand.
"You'll pay for that you SHIT!" He spat out, wiping the blood off his face.
Dream huffed,
"Come near me again to talk shit about my family or friends and I'll make sure I'll be the last 'thing' you'll see before I beat you to death!" He screamed out.
Lucid groaned, he pulled Nightmare and Dream from the ear. Receiving yelps of pain or surprise.
"You two better stop acting...acting so childish! You've only been causing nothing more than trouble to the rest and me-I can't take a single break anymore!"
"You don't have to keep doing this" Dream said,
"Just let me kill him and it'll be all over"
"I told you that you can't kill me dipshit" Nightmare spat out.
Lucid just let out a sigh,
'What am I going to do with these two morons? I'm practically babysitting them-Like a mother!'
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